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A Little Respect
Pop Goes the Weasel
A Little Respect
They Don't Know You
No Master Plan No Master Race
And It's True
I'm Not Perfect
Know You Wanna
Spaceman
Dear Mr. President
Window With A View
My Friend
All I Do
All The Evidence I Need
Flow Heat
A (Very) Little Respect
All I Do
The Mesage
Herbalz in Your Mouth
Train
Dance
Angel Song
All I Do
Type Of Mood
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Tonight
Superstar
U Know U Wanna
Shy
Be Thou My Vision
If You Ever Feel The Need
Type Of Mood
Be Thou My Vision
Tonight
Don't Wanna Go Away
How Can This Be
Pop Goes the Weasel
No Light
A Lot Like You
Great Awakening
Cruel Ii
It's Apart
Calling all the people
Psalm 112
All Lies
Let The Lion Run Free
No place like home
Clap Your Hands
Seal your eyes and use them inside
See if you know who I am
Feed your lies and breed them a while
Meet them again when you're near
Under skin, left within
Seamless scars, can't deny
From the inside, Crucified
In silence, resentment bleeds through
Somewhere your past will resort
Feeling dry, I'm dying
You know why
Drained from the wound that won't heal
Under skin, left within
Seamless scars, can't deny
From the inside, CrucifiedI'll see you round about midnight
You know I won't be late
Let's dive into this crap house
And truth hell have to wait
The truth of what has gone before
Lies bleeding on the floor
The only truth remaining still
Is that truth don't matter anymore
So meet me round about midnight
I won't let you down I swear
We'll hang on to each other
Down at the new Times Square
It seems that we can't run from this
No matter how we try
There's nothing here worth keeping
So let's kiss it all goodbye
Tell me what's worth keeping anyway
It doesn't seem to matter
What we do or what we say
Everything we had
They have now taken it all away
The truth don't matter anymore
(Tom Shapiro/Sara Evans/Tony Martin)
Back when I was young
Couldn't wait to grow up
Get away and get out on my own
And looking back now
Ain't it funny how
I've been trying to get back home, yeah
When my low self esteem
Needs a man loving me
And I find me a perfect catch
Then I see my friends
Having wild weekends
Then I don't wanna get quite so attached
Just as soon as I get what I want
I get unsatisfied
Good is good but could be better
I keep looking, I keep looking for
I keep looking for something more
I always wonder what's on the other side
Of the number two door
I keep looking
Looking for something more
Well, the straight haired girls
They all want curls
And the brunettes wanna be blonde
It's your typical thing
You got ying you want yang
It just goes on and on
They say, hey, it's only human
To never be satisfied
Well I guess that I'm as human as the next one
Oh, I keep looking
I keep looking for
I keep looking for something more
I always wonder what's on the other side
Of the number two door
Yeah, I keep looking
Looking for something more
Jusleft his day job behind
every fool dies trying to give his back
kicked around on the burn
like a child I scolded for broken toys
can you help me to find
Nevada, California
the last thing I did
was I tried to hold her
the station master is gone
I'm your lovesick cousin that never wins
first you twist then you turn
your all lies as a mountain, dear passenger
can you help me to find
Nevada, California
can you help me to find
Nevada, California
the last thing I did
was I tried to hold her
Nevada, California
Nevada, California
the station master is gone
behind the lies you wonder
there lies a jewel
could it be something's wrong
the love that won't talk to you but seven wins
can you help me to find
Nevada, California
can you help me to find
Nevada, California
Nevada, California
the last thing I did
was I tried to hold her